Today was day two of the family celebration at Tonton’s house. The baby girl and I have shuttled off to another bedroom, this one is back at the house where I spent most of my summers during my childhood. We are sleeping in the room that I shared with my cousin Leon when we were kids, the one who taught me how to hunt, capture and kill lizards to prevent them from growing into alligators. Those are really fond memories, our family was still large, it was my grandparents, my aunt and uncle, my mother some times, at least three cousins and my sister and myself with other family members dropping by all the time. I remember conversations that were spirited fun, long conversations at the table involving children and adults, everyone had a voice, very democratic as I remember it. I’m laying on the bed writing this very happy that I don’t have to change beds anytime soon.
Speaking of which, I don’t know what came over me today but I was hit by a wave of exhaustion that was so powerful it made my muscles weak. I felt almost ill, it was rather unpleasant but there wasn’t anything to be done about it. I just kept quiet and ate with everyone taking the time to just listen, every now and then I would take the little princess Rose in my arms and that helped distract me from the exhaustion. When you have a darling princess in your arms, how can anything bring you down? Interestingly enough, when I was walking around with the precious cargo in my arms, I felt no exhaustion, it was only when I gave her back that the tiredness hit me like a ton of bricks.
Tomorrow, we aren’t doing anything. The baby girl and I ate going to sit back and enjoy Tonton’s and Tantine. Francoise, Nicolas, her daughter and fiancé and baby Mathis will be leaving and we are of course going to miss them terribly, they made our stay in Rouen and here very special.
The eyelids are seriously drooping and I have to go to bed. Until tomorrow’s potentially ordinary and lazy day.